I

One of the first lessons of telepathy is that it changes very little beyond establishing the point of watercolor. Yes the cat understands that you are suggesting it is cold out or will be putting the saucer *there* but he is also subject to carrying out certain intentions already begun where sense makes a muscle tense to do, and so he takes the extra pace and circle. And this is true of humans as well—there are times of impossible intimacy as when you find yourself as green thought as a man on the bus musing among the day curb, perhaps trying to establish something as briefly directed and able as Springsteen or Aretha to arrest. And yet the distances, the so great distances that make any longer walk less likely, and the extraordinary joy when you see suddenly, that, unlike countless other plangencies this one will actually sustain for what will seem to anyone like a long time.